Su Mu's reputation resounded throughout the underground overnight.
A sword beheaded.
Moreover, the target he killed was the Scarface, who had killed a Level 8 kendo master.
In another two or three days, Su Mu had another label on him.
Be righteous and wealthy.
The US dollar bill was spent like flowing water.
This further confirmed his identity.
The noble family of Orange.
The swordsman is the swordsman.
So I'm willing to spend money.
That's why I had the courage to steal my mother.
The image suddenly became dazzling.
With the sound of condemning oranges, Su Mu seemed more and more indulgent in the orange hall.
There were more than a dozen underground markets, and he basically visited them all.
Going to the place means spending money.
Who doesn't like it?
Ueda's swordsman has also been publicly announced that he is the number one gold medal swordsman.
The broken finger even worshipped Su Mu as a money tree.
Even if Su Mu wanted to poke him anus, he would probably lift his butts happily.
The charm of money is endless.
Almost a week after becoming famous, Su Mu finally decided to take action tentatively.
He had to pretend.
Because this underground world seems chaotic, but in fact it has its own rules.
Moreover, there are extremely hidden surveillance everywhere.
I guess even the finger cut does not know the existence of these surveillance.
Obviously, someone is monitoring the entire underground space all the time.
Su Mu finally determined his goal.
There is a separate area here, specially used to accommodate various super talents collected from Shinto from secrets who are unwilling to cooperate.
Shi Zhilong is just one of them.
All of these talents are geniuses with super technology, and come from all over the world.
Even Shintoism is still using top-secret channels to dig up the corners of Amelica.
Those who are willing to cooperate will naturally be offered by the beauty of money.
Those who are unwilling to cooperate will be detained here even if they are not detained.
Anyway, this underground world is as solid as a rock. You don’t have to worry about someone coming in, let alone someone running away.
These top talents have a special area resettlement, and these people have a special number.
This number gives them a detached identity.
Not respected, but no one dares to provoke them.
Because the price of provoking them is to pay their lives.
Before death, I would even taste all kinds of inhumane tortures from Shintoism.
These talents have the freedom to move around in the underground world, and even have a certain living expenses every month, and the prices they trade in the underground world are one-tenth of those of others.
Of course, their living expenses are really living expenses, and they can't do anything except living.
Tokugawa Takahoshi would never look for Shi Zhilong for no reason.
Su Mu has always had a big idea, so he judged something in his heart.
Of course, this matter must be confirmed after seeing Shi Zhilong.
Fortunately, the opportunity came soon.
At 5:30 pm, the underground world began to light up dim lights.
The lighting system does not cost money during the day, but you need to pay your own electricity bill from 6 pm to 6 pm.
At half past six, Su Mu walked into an izakaya at the No. 18 Market.
Yes, there are izakayas here, but the ones who serve them are all very stingy men.
This izakaya is located next to the market and is the best location. It is built under the stone wall and is not big from the outside, but when you enter, you will find out that the area is not small.
And this Su Mu has been here several times.
Because this is the largest izakaya in the underground world.
Usually when he came, he would come in with his broken fingers and wait for others, shouting and making a meal, and he would drink it all the time.
And today, he came alone.
There is also a small pickup platform at the door made of broken wooden boards, with two tables on both sides.
When Su Mu came, a man with a lonely expression and extremely sloppy look was sitting on one of the tables drinking.
In front of me was a plate of pickled vegetables and a bottle of inferior sake.
Su Mu couldn't help but feel funny.
He just walked in.
When I arrived at the bar, I took out a few hundred dollar bills from my body and threw them onto the table:
"Who is that guy at the door? Give him a bottle of 1,800 ml of sake and serve a few side dishes, and count me."
The bar owner quickly glanced at the hundreds of dollars bills, and then said attentively:
"Orange-like, you are so kind, why are you the only one today?"
Su Mu said casually:
"All of them are rude guys. Today I want to stay alone for a while, the best wine comes up, and don't fool me with that expired thing."
The boss smiled and took away the hundred-dollar bill in front of him with great skill:
"You wait."
Soon, the boss gave Su Mu a bottle of unopened whiskey.
This broken thing is still cheap, but it is the best wine.
Su Mu drank a glass of wine, then took out another US dollar bill from his body and handed it to the boss:
"What does that guy do? Why are he sitting there almost every day?"
The boss smiled and quickly put away the hundred dollar bills, and then said softly:
"You said Shisang? Have you seen the thing on his wrist? As long as it is with that brand, it is a bit special. No one will mess with them. There is no restriction on them here, and they all have everything.
No need to do it, you have food and drink every day.”
"so good?"
Su Mu was surprised:
"I don't think he looks like someone with status?"
The boss smiled, shook his head and didn't answer the conversation.
A strange smile appeared on Su Mu's face. He thought about it and took out three US dollars from his body:
"Go and get some delicious food to deliver. I'll go and see him for a while."
The boss was stunned and glanced at Su Mu.
But he didn't say anything, he directly collected the money and agreed with a smile.
More than ten minutes later, Su Mu came to the door with a big tray.
"Shisang, can I sit here?"
The other party raised his head and glanced at Su Mu indifferently, then his brows suddenly moved slightly, as if he had seen the face in front of him.
But soon the other person's eyes became a little bit tummy again, and he just nodded slightly.
Su Mu sat opposite her with a smile, picked up the whiskey and poured a cup of it for the other party:
"Shisang, I'm happy to know you."
Shi Zhilong slowly raised the wine glass, without the intention of clinking the glass with Su Mu, and poured it into his mouth slowly.
It was as if there was no Su Mu in front of him, and he also forgot that a large bottle of sake in front of him was given by Su Mu.
Su Mu didn't care either.
He knew that Shi Zhilong mysteriously disappeared in the inland sea more than a year ago and detonated another nuclear bomb from the scientific community. Although he was revenged, he left China under the secret arrangement of the Japanese.
It is normal to have a great heart to die.
Of course, maybe he has some secrets.
Su Mu decided to give him a collapse therapy today.
This top scientist has a powerful mind that ordinary people can't imagine.
If it is not stimulated, it is rare to pry open their mouths.